Second post today!
We took a road trip Saturday, which ended up being a big circle.
Our goal was Hawk's Nest State Park, where the New River Gorge Historical Society was sponsoring a ramp dinner. Ramps, for those who aren't familiar with them, are an Appalachian plant (they may grow elsewhere but I am not sure about that), that is a cross between leeks and garlic, as best I can describe them. They grow only in certain locations, and have been sought by mountaineer as a spring tonic, and an early fresh green, for generations.
Ramps are famous for making a dreadful stink. If you eat them raw, you will literally ooze that pungent smell from your pores for days. Boys used to wat them to get kicked out of school. But prepared properly, they are delicious (although they will still make your breath pretty strong!). In Soring, mountaineer communities across West Virginia put on ramp "feeds" as a fundraiser and they are always well attended.
As you can see on the above map, the first leg of the trip was easy, down I-77 to Charleston. Then we took US Route 60, the Midland Trail, which follows the Great Kanawha River to its beginning at the junction of the wild Gauley and New Rivers, we'll known for their whitewater and class 4 rapids. This route was the path for early settlers here, and is also the home of the Dickinson Salt Works. Back in the day, it was a very active coal mining area, but today many of the mines are closed. The tipple below is still operating, so there must ve a working mine or mines somewhere in the area still.















My parents used to make the rounds to ramp dinners. I’m not a fan.
ReplyDeleteThe butterflies must have been so much fun. I’ve only seen that many in a butterfly house. Looking forward to see where you went next.
...you went around the block?
ReplyDeleteLooks like a great Easter time drive. I don’t think I’ve ever seen the number of butterflies that you described.
ReplyDeleteYou have butterflies!!! And I am cheering for the return of the robins, since half of our field is now out of the snow.
ReplyDeleteRamps, eh? Will check it out.
That looks like a great place to visit. I look forward to seeing more
ReplyDeleteYou are so far ahead of us! I always know that, but sometimes I'm still struck by it :)
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a wonderful time and a beautiful drive. What gorgeous territory!
ReplyDeleteWhat a celebration!
ReplyDeleteRamps grow here in southern Ontario, where we call them Wild Leek. No ramp dinners that I know of though.
ReplyDeleteNo ramps for me. We had neighbors that cooked with loads of garlic - on the balcony! The only escape was to go inside on a nice sunny day! Luckily they moved on.
ReplyDeleteI doubt I can use 'embiggen' in a sentence, but I'll store the word away somewhere in my lexicon!
ReplyDeleteSuch memories as I have of WV go back to the several years when my husband delivered Lord coal crushers via W.W. Williams. We were once directed to an eating place in an old railroad station--Justice WV[?] a great buffet of home-cooking.
I also recall one of the WWW reps offering to supply Jim with 'a woman' for the evening. Good grief!